He walked the beach north until the Nehalem River prevented forward movement. There he’d have to hire a boat to take him across the bay. He filled up on water at the crab cleaning station and realized that the few cookies and a little salami were all he had left for food. Luckily the town […]
Tag: Hiking Journal
Camping at Rockaway Beach
For no reason at all he headed north. Two short but easy rides up 101, then he hiked along the abandoned rail line that traced the rugged coast, eventually arriving in Rockaway Beach. The journey had been long, and he was weary of lugging around milk and cookies that had no business being on the […]
Cape Lookout State Park
It was the last night of my secret island retreat. A secluded haven of my own that was neither an island nor a secret. As the sun began its descent, I caught sight of a couple down the beach, strangers who didn’t speak my language. Our eyes met, and we exchanged nods of understanding, silently […]
Raccoons!
My quiet little campsite in the trees got overrun by intruders after sunset. #sunset #raccoons
No Cell Service, No Worries
Lost in the trees a stones throw from the roaring ocean. No cell service. Had to climb a mountain just to post this. Might not be online for a couple of days. I’ll be at the beach if you need me. #OregonCoast #wandering
Tacos in Town
The first time Sacajawea saw the ocean she used this trail over Tillamook Head into Cannon Beach to trade for whale blubber that had been scavenged from a beached whale. They hated the hike, but they also did it in January. It’s cool enough in July for me. #OCT #wandering
Back to the Tillamook Head Cabins
Love the hike out of Seaside! Back to tall trees, an ocean of green, and empty log cabins. #OCT #wandering
Seaside Beach Bum
#beachbum #OCT
Beach Camping, Seaside, OR
He noticed that the military Humvees had already flanked his position while he was drying out his poncho liner in the morning sun. They were clearing the beach for a live fire training exercise. He would walk away, for the simple reason that men with guns had told him to go elsewhere. #OregonCoast #wandering
Beach Camping, Gearhart, OR
As the rain began its relentless downpour just before the break of dawn, he shouldered his familiar backpack, resigned to the cold, wet reality that awaited him throughout the day and into the night. The Columbia River’s South Jetty stood like a stoic sentinel, closing off the northern end of the Oregon Coast Trail. To […]